In the beginning there was one and only God, you see - all said and done - the only one you chose to rule the world But then... as time was pa**ing by you kept - without even knowing why - re-entering new faces to the fold So was it progress or regress? A bunch of them created such a mess inventing laws all written gold on gold "From now on one icon leaves no room for others" So now we're back - a single face in every corner, showing holy grace, demanding bigger palace - worth the king We're working hard to build it right, we're slaving every day and every night, just dying to complete this bloody thing Higher, higher... we can't stop. The tower's getting higher Build a perfect house of light on our flesh and bones to keep a sacred image under lock and key, but every single dream we had kept ending in the mud when we replaced religion with the rock... the very first mistake - a simple rock. Inferior gods must be gone... tomorrow there'll be only one.